This is a song about "Fat pig"

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Bi-lingual so pig latin is about to be my new third language

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Lucky seven probably poppa

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Ask me where i'm goin, pig, i'm going where i wanna

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Put me in a headlock, then i thought of my guinea pig

She always comin back

Click clack with a switch fat

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Of a pig, having fun at a oil rig